It is 13 months since Kent died. I have posted many times on this site. I have celebrated him and mourned him. Now I am just plain achingly sad. Day after relentless day without his presence. My life ticks on with all my obligations but lately I miss him so much it really hurts. I guess the shock and numbness has finally worn off. I've always known in my head that he was dead but now my heart is catching up. I've become really good at making people think I'm doing great - that's what they want to see - but when I'm alone I fall apart. Kent travelled a lot for business so I was used to spending long stretches of time on my own. However now I must say that this is really quite enough. To realize that he will never come home again is terrible. To realize this ireality is the rest of my life is a daymare. Sure do miss you Sweet Heart.